It’s time for Five Minute Friday – but I’m writing on a Saturday. Yay!!!
Ready, and GO…
To serve someone else, to offer someone assistance to get to a desired result – each is a definition of help. I wonder though, if we serve our own lives with a big heap of help. I mean do we consider that we can’t really do it all or be it all? Do we make room for the humility that comes from owning up to our human frailty? When I think of help these days, I think about asking for what I need – really asking and not hiding our whole selves.
Asking isn’t’ always easy. Often I might have it all together, while other times I need all the extra support I can get to hold it together. Over the last few months, I’ve been learning to ask, and to ask without feeling like I’m being needy. Funny thing about asking for help, people will show up. People will support you, fight for you, challenge to you walk into your best, and not shame you for revealing your humanity.
Perhaps the asking keeps us human, real, and able to get and stay connected. Maybe in learning to receive help, we learn to be even better helpers. It seems to me the world needs helpers now more than ever. Maybe part of that being the help means asking. While we’re asking we can still serve, assist, and be a light for others. I’m learning that even in the deepest of my needs, leaning into someone else’s world to offer aid changes my perspective, my heart, and increases my ability to live and love well no matter the circumstance.
How about you? What has help meant to you?
I’m linking up with Kate Motaung for Five Minute Friday. And this week’s word is HELP.